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November 16, 2014

After the last
fourteen years of surviving as a walking, talking, living doll, Laura feels
dead inside.

She has sacrificed
everything for her family, marrying a man she could never love. Her husband
doesn’t beat her, doesn’t berate her. He transforms her, forcing her to live as
a stand-in for his long dead wife. She stays silent as piece after piece of
herself disappears, willing to do anything to protect the people she loves.

When his demands go
too far, she finally tells her brother the ugly truth.

Wanting to protect
her without putting the rest of their family at risk, he sends her to the one
place he knows she’ll be safe. He places her into the hands of his best friend,
Vice President of the Savage Outlaws MC.

Once again, she is
transformed into someone new; Shay.

Bowie has spent many
nights dreaming about his best friend’s little sister. The reality is so much
sweeter than his dreams. He wants to be more for Shay, needs to protect her,
but he’s not sure if he knows how.

Can an Outlaw show
her how beautiful life should be?

Excerpt

I push Shay in front of my body. She tries to pull away, but I tighten
my grip and lean down to whisper in her ear. “Don’t move.”

My voice has her shaking; her fear is so strong that I swear I can taste
it, but this shit has to be done. Putting my hand under her chin and
lifting her eyes to the crowd. I run my other hand up to cup her breast,
making sure the boys get my point, as I start to talk. “Take a good look,
brothers. This here is mine. If I even hear of one of you laying a
finger on her, I will fuckin’ kill you.”

A few hoots and hollers fill the room, but I ignore them. I look around,
just to be sure everyone understands. “I claim her as my property.
She’s my Old Lady. Stay the fuck away from her.”

With that, I lower my hand from her face and place it on her arm.
I pull her along as I make my way to my room. As soon as I step inside, I
slam the door. Looking down at her, I lay out the rules. “Never
fight me in front of those boys, and I mean fuckin’ ever. If you don’t
like what I do, tell me when we’re alone. Throw all the sass you want
behind closed doors, but never show anything but complete respect in front of
them.”

Her face is hard. Instead of the tears I expected to see, her eyes
are burning with anger. “So, I can say whatever I want right now?”

Her voice comes out in a hiss, as she crosses her arms. Every inch
of her is vibrating with fury, and she looks hot as hell. I nod, trying
not to crack a smile. “Yeah, any fuckin’ thing you want.”

She lifts a hand, point a finger at my chest. “Next time you
decide to treat me like a piece of meat, give me a little warning. Tell
me you’re about to parade me in front of a bunch of bikers and let them look
their fill. Don’t scare the hell out of me like that.”

“Is that all?” I ask, still working to keep my laughter in check.

She moves forward, her finger now poking me. “I’ll treat you with
respect, but you are going to do the same for me. I’ll play your little
lap dog in front of your friends, but you better not do something like that to
me ever again. If you do, I’ll be out of here and back at Nina’s before
you can even blink an eye.”

The humor of the moment dies a fast death, and I reach down and grab
her. Walking her back to the bed, I push her down and climb over
her. As I cage her body below mine, I start to speak. “Never
fuckin’ threaten me again. You’re not going to Nina’s or any damn where
else. You’re mine, and you better never forget it.”

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Author Bio

USA Today Best Selling Author, Emily Minton
is a Kentucky native. She claims she bleeds blue--Wildcat Blue! Emily loves to
read, and this love of the written word led to her writing career.